He was so miserable, he pretended to be [Quick Transmigration]

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Director Shi laughed so hard that he almost knocked over the table, "Here comes one, please watch the next episode!"

Teacher Wutao hasn't recovered yet, but feels that he still has something to say, and asked anxiously, "What about the next episode?"

After asking for a moment, he stared at Director Shi for a second.

Wu Tao slapped his thigh, and the two burst out laughing together.

"Oh, I'm really stupid," Wutao pointed at Han Yi and shook his head, "I'm actually attracted by your kung fu!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Director Shi patted the table, "Please watch the next episode, Han Yi!"

Han Yi smiled, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart, "You two are absurd!"

Director Shi grabbed Han Yi's shoulders, "You kid is so capable, you even fooled Lao Wu, a master of traditional Chinese painting, into it!" Then, he turned to Wu Tao who was still smiling, "You don't think you haven't figured this out yet. The core of the kid's idea?"

"No way!" Wu Tao sighed, "Blank...it's blank! I've studied Chinese painting all my life, but I didn't expect this traditional technique to be so ingeniously combined with sci-fi short films!"

There is no dialogue in the whole film, and only relying on the combination of action and picture language, a grand battle is shown in front of the two.

Not only the background, but even the camera and scheduling use the most exquisite technique in Chinese painting - "blank space".

Taking a peek at the face, the seemingly simple and casual shots not only explain the relationship and motivation of the characters, but also make people feel unfinished, triggering infinite reverie.

Even an "old fritter" like Wutao was deeply attracted, as if he had experienced a one-minute intracranial massage.

This is exactly Han Yi's idea.

Wutao cleared his throat, "I say I'm not ashamed to ask, but I don't think you are inferior to me in anything except your age, so I would like to ask for advice, how did you achieve those background changes?"

Shi Ran also looked expectantly, looking at Han Yi.

In front of the two respected old artists, Han Yi has no reservations.

"The old mist is killing me. I don't know if you two have heard of the 'virtual production' technology?"

"Virtual production?" Shi Ran's face darkened, "Isn't this a technology formed in Hollywood five or six years ago? They have been—"

"——this technology has never been shared," Han Yi continued, "A few years ago, after their virtual production technology took shape, the cost and production time of the film were greatly reduced. In the past year, there were only a dozen blockbuster films. In a few years, it can produce more than a hundred copies every year, monopolizing the global market crazily, even Huaxia is no exception."

Virtual production means that all post-production special effects work is programmed before shooting. During shooting, actors only need to stand in front of the screen playing special effects to perform, and through real-time rendering, the finished film will be produced.

With this technology, not only the cumbersome special effects steps such as matting, compositing, rendering, etc. are eliminated, actors can complete all shooting in one studio, and no longer need to travel around the world to take pictures.

And this technology, like other sophisticated technologies in the beautiful country, only discloses the most superficial technology to the public.

"Yes, this is also the reason why domestic investors are unwilling to invest in high-cost films recently," Shi Ran sighed, "After all, Hollywood is doing fast and well, and there are still a lot of them. How do you fight? How do you compete?"

Huaxia Films, just like that, got stuck.

This has become a pain in the hearts of all directors.

Wu Tao didn't understand: "So, what does this have to do with your short film?"

"Yes!" Han Yi smiled, and took out a stack of wooden boards from his pocket.

"First of all, I would like to apologize to you two. I took a lot of effort to dismantle your boxes, and then filled them with various elements that make up the background with a brush."

Wutao took it over and took a look: "Hey, really, look, this board is a cloud, this board is a stone, why is there only one vertical line on this board... is it wind?"

"Yes." Han Yi turned on the phone, and a dense page of codes popped up instantly, "One hour, just shooting, designing and editing is enough to make people overwhelmed, so I numbered each board and input the designed scenes into the program In the middle, I borrowed the TV from the braised pork restaurant as the background display..."

"I understand!" Director Shi clapped his hands, "You shoot in front of this TV screen, and the TV screen will automatically combine the elements on these boards into a scene according to the program you designed, and finally you can edit it with your mobile phone to complete the film !"

"That's right!"

Wutao was stunned, "But... this... You do this, don't you have to think about all the scenes and pictures, and even the interaction between the characters and the background before shooting? Only in this way can the program be set in advance ...God, unimaginable!"

Han Yi: "Words are a language for writers, musical notes are a language for musicians, images are a language for directors...then code is also a language for me just now. I am writing code By the way, I conceived and completed the entire short film, and the shooting process is just the implementation.”

"The younger generation is awesome!" Wu Tao was completely convinced, "You mean, you are not only proficient in the language of writers and directors, but also proficient in programming language, you are simply all-rounder!"

"Absolutely..." Director Shi immediately started to check the program and the rendered images. The short film was short and the program even shorter, but Director Shi couldn't put it down, like a child who got a new toy.

An old filmmaker who came from the film era is still enthusiastically accepting and absorbing the film and television technology of the computer age.

Han Yi was fortunate that he had learned this technique in a certain world and had the opportunity to hand it over to the right person.

After a while, Director Shi stopped, his throat rolled a few times, and finally he took Han Yi's hand.

"Originally, this recruitment was only for an assistant position, but...would you like to direct a short film at the opening ceremony of the Autumn Olympics, showing this technology that foreigners thought our country could not break through, on the national stage, to the whole world? world?"

Han Yi: "???"

I just wanted to introduce you to this technology and you want me to be directly responsible for the project?

"Actually... Actually, I want to learn from you. I'm writing a long script. I hope you can give me some advice."

"That's easy to say!" Director Shi waved his hand, "I will also edit a web article by myself in the future, and then you will learn by my side!"

We may be writing the same script... Han Yi thought.

"But you have to help me solve another problem!" Director Shi walked to Han Yi, and sat down on the table regardless of his appearance, "The Autumn Olympics is opening! The whole country is in prosperity! You must help me solve this problem!! !"

Afterwards, Han Yi vomited bitterness to Director Shi like a schoolboy.

After two years of planning, the opening ceremony of the Autumn Olympics will be divided into two chapters, past and future.The small performances in each major chapter have been choreographed and rehearsed.

But now I am stuck in the transition between these two big chapters. I originally designed a few children to run while turning them into vigorous youths, middle-aged, and even old people through carefully designed shooting techniques. .And outline different worlds with lights.

However, due to the adjustment of the performance order, the first performance of the "Future" chapter now needs a huge earth prop raised from the ground, which requires a huge change in the venue between the two chapters. Naturally, the idea of ​​a child running can no longer be used .

The reinforced concrete under the stadium cannot be displayed in front of audiences all over the world, and there is no time to rehearse large-scale square performances for the opening ceremony that is two months away, so Director Shi thought of using three huge triangular display screens to set up a three-dimensional display. A pyramid-like device covering the slowly rising earth.

And on this display, it is natural to put something.

As a connection, the best thing is to show three types of short films: "past", "present" and "future".

Director Shi directed "Past" himself, and also found another director to direct "Now", but it is still uncertain who will hand over the future.

There is only one reason - the organizing committee stipulates that funds are limited, and they really have no money to support the production of large-scale sci-fi short films.

And Han Yi's appearance undoubtedly made Director Shi, who was suffering from headaches, find a straw to save his life.

"Xiao Han!" Director Shi grabbed Han Yi's arm, "You have to make this film for me no matter what you say!"

Han Yi has concerns: "But I haven't completely broken through the virtual production technology... It's already difficult to make a rough Lego film..."

"I don't care! You are already a member of my team, so you have to follow my instructions. Three days later, we will have a meeting with the three directors, and you must come up with a plan!"

"This……"

"Xiao Li, make a contract for Mr. Han!"

Han Yi smiled hoarsely, Director Shi really had a temper of a child, and said what he said.

"Okay... I'd rather obey my orders than be respectful."

"By the way, Xiao Li," Director Shi's expression suddenly turned cold, "This contract will be your last job with me. Although I am old, I am not a fool. The order of interviewees this time is What's going on, you know it in your heart, right?"

Han Yi returned home, spent a few hours writing today's update, then sat in front of the computer and started a brainstorming session.

After three hours of storm, it was completely dark outside the window, Han Yi finally had a preliminary idea.

The prosperity of the whole country, the feelings of family and country... Tens of thousands of staff, soldiers, and students have made serious preparations for the opening ceremony of the Autumn Olympics for two years.

The sweat and even the blood that he put in during the period was by no means something he could estimate.

Let’s talk about Director Shi, although he looks very relaxed today, anyone with a discerning eye can see how much his hair has become grayer and his wrinkles have increased since he took over the opening ceremony.

The contribution of the backbone of these countries made Han Yi feel the pressure increased sharply.

He has to do this well and must not be distracted...

But his Penguin was shaking wildly.

[Zhao Zhao]: Don’t get me wrong!We never said those words at all!

[Zhao Zhao]: Trust us, because we are also gathering in the Science and Technology Park today, and the hotel in the Science and Technology Park is owned by Uncle He!He has gone to help to prove it!

【Zhao Zhao】: It's really too much to take steps □□ silk, we won't tolerate it anymore!

With question marks all over Han Yi's face, he frowned and opened his scarf according to Zhao Zhao's prompt.

Seeing the top spot in the hot search, I instantly woke up a lot.

#羊羊粉丝合利网集食音音音证证evidence#

"Anonymous reports said that the fans of Dai Guilam held a book club in a certain hotel today, and a passer-by recorded the audio of the internal discussion among the fans, saying that the work they had previously collaborated with Hei Wutao was written after their agreement. The specific content of this reporter continues. following up."

The audio was noisy, and only a group of people could be heard chattering about their "big plan" to contact Hei Wutao on the entire network.

It was said in one set, and many passers-by would say "I learned it!" after reading it.

At this moment, the hot search index has exceeded [-] million, even if it started with a marketing account, it has now become a big event for the whole people.

Han Yi naturally knows that his book friends will have a party today, but he has heard the voices of Zhao Nan, Zhao Nan's father, Xiao Yu, He Xu and others, which are completely different from any of the audios.

Forged?

Han Yi felt that Xi Bubai could always refresh his bottom line on bad people, and was annoyed that dealing with these things would waste his time thinking about the Autumn Olympics...

But if he ignores it and allows the cyberbullying, what will Teacher Wutao think?

With the relationship between Wutao and Director Shi... If he really believes that Han Yi really wants to hand over "The Stars" to Director Shi in the future, he probably won't be able to pass Teacher Wutao's test.

No, he can't let Teacher Wutao and Director Shi misunderstand.

He has to prove the audio is fake.

But how can he prove it?

It was too late when he saw the turmoil on Weibo, and he lost the opportunity...

beep --

Doorbell rang.

At this time, who can come to him?

The cat's eye was blocked, Han Yi thought for a while, pulled out a short knife from the kitchen, and opened the door.

But when he saw who was coming, he was instantly dumbfounded.

"Mr. Wu...Mr. Wutao? Mr. Ju...ah no, Mr. He?"

Both of them had red eyes and serious faces.

Is this here... to ask the teacher to ask for a crime?

No... They don't know the identity of their authors!

Teacher He Xu took a step forward: "Han Yi, did you settle the bill for the Lamb Book Club today?"

Han Yi was taken aback, "Ah, yes."

He did take 10 minutes of the interview to go next door and settle the bill for his fans.

There is no reason, but he thinks he should do it.

But how could He Xu know?

Came here just to talk about it? ?

Is he about to fall off the horse? ? ?

Han Yi's heart turned a thousand times, and nothing good happened.

However, in the next second, He Xu rushed up and gave him a big hug: "I found out when I checked the surveillance today! Hehe, I knew you were also a fan of Lamb!"

Han Yi: "..."

I don't know if it's because of his great acting skills, or because of Mr. Ruju's way of thinking, he is as fresh and cute as ever.

Han Yi simply raised his fist and carried out his acting skills to the end: "I am his loyal fan! The time of the interview and the book club collide, I can only express my love for him by paying the bill!"

The behavior of fanatical fans is what he learned and sold after watching Xi Bu □ □ Si's performance in the hotel today.

"My heart hurts! You don't have any money and you still do this, Brother Huihui will give you the money!"

After finishing speaking, He Xu put his arms around Han Yi's shoulders, took out a USB flash drive and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Just right, we have a plan to fight back against Xibubai and need your help..."

"Are you willing to join us in guarding the 'Sinful Lamb'?"